The Demon Girl of the Red Chamber

"Fourth brother, fourth brother! It's only two days, and you actually want me as a younger brother to inquire about so many things; there is really no brotherly love, fourth brother, you really treat me as your younger brother; you have three heads and six arms. No."

When he was about to leave, Prince Yi Yinxiang did not forget to tell his fourth brother well in his heart; at the same time, he also silently lit a candle for himself in his heart, blah blah... Fourth brother is a bad guy. I can't wait to get wind; I can get things done right away.

There are not a few rich and powerful families surnamed Wang in the huge capital city. Let yourself go to inquire about a two-year-old woman; a little woman with a daughter under her knees, although it is not like finding a needle in a haystack.

Just want to find out clearly within two days, but it is definitely not an easy thing to do.

Prince Yi Yinxiang frowned, and the more he thought about it, the more irritable he became; with a bitter face, he looked like he was about to cry but had no tears; he was full of grievances and had nowhere to confide.

Wait...Suddenly, a thought flashed in Prince Yi Yinxiang's mind, her maiden name is Wang and her husband's family name is Jia; it seems... It seems that I have heard of such a family.

Whose house is it?

Where did I hear about it?Prince Yi Yinxiang knocked on his head vigorously, but he really didn't think of it for a while.

Her maiden name is Wang and her husband's family name is Jia. These eight words came to Prince Yi Yinxiang's mind again; Forgot to run; just froze in such a stupid way.

Then there was a loud bang in the middle of the night, and Prince Yi Yinxiang forgot to dodge; just like that, he collided with Gray who was oncoming, and then both master and servant fell to the ground lump.

Pain, pain... It's over, a bump the size of an egg has appeared on my forehead; tomorrow I will be a majestic prince, how will I meet people!

"My lord, this subordinate should die!"

The rough-skinned and thick-skinned Gray is fine, and he has stood up neatly; looking at his master, he couldn't help feeling worried: "My lord, are you alright?"

"Do you think the king is okay?" Prince Yi Yinxiang yelled at Gray angrily, and raised his head by the way; let Gray see the big bruised bump on his forehead.

It's over, his first name; how can he meet people tomorrow!

Through the moonlight, Gray saw his master's handsome face with a large bruise the size of an egg; that look was indescribably funny, if Gray hadn't had good concentration, he would have laughed out loud.

"My lord, this subordinate will help you up first."

A white and slender hand was ahead of Gray, and pulled Prince Yi Yinxiang up from the ground: "Thirteenth brother, you are not young anymore; how come you didn't get hurt?" With concern.

Yongzheng's voice was the same as usual, still cold and cold; but to Prince Yi Yinxiang's ears, it was like the sunshine in the afternoon of spring; the warmth shone on his body and permeated into his limbs, and he couldn't tell comfortable.

"Long live Lord!"

Following Gray's exclamation, everyone in the Shenji Camp who had been waiting outside the courtyard immediately fell to their knees.

"Long live my emperor, long live; long live!"

Nearly a hundred people spoke in unison, and the voice was loud; at this moment, Prince Ziyi, Yinxiang felt secretly glad that he had the foresight; all the people in the farm fell into a coma, otherwise they would have been discovered by now whereabouts.

It's just that although the overall quality of these people in the Shenji Camp is good, they still need further training; Prince Yi Yinxiang touched his chin with a thoughtful expression on his face; otherwise, it will be difficult to take on the important task!

What Prince Yi Yinxiang can think of, Yongzheng, as the king of a country; naturally, he can also think of it.

The two brothers had surprisingly similar opinions on this matter; Yongzheng exchanged glances with Prince Yi Yinxiang, and said in a deep voice, "Qika, go back to the palace!"

Other than Wang Xifeng and Xiaohong's master and servant, the only ones who knew about Yongzheng's living in the farm were the two little maids who followed Wang Xifeng out of Rongguo Mansion.

Just like when Yongzheng came to the farm, no one knew about Yongzheng's departure except Wang Xifeng's master and servants.

It's just that for Wang Xifeng, Yongzheng never left her because he really didn't take it seriously; every day is still the same as usual, and he can live his life as he wants.

On the contrary, Xiao Hong, a loyal servant girl, when she learned that Yongzheng had left, the first thought in her heart was: "Didn't the master say that this young man surnamed Ai is a very important person? Now the other party is so quiet. I left without a sound, is there really no problem?"

"Owner!"

Xiaohong thought over and over again, and finally couldn't help but stepped forward and called Wang Xifeng.

"Hmm... what's the matter?" Wang Xifeng replied casually.

"Master Ai, he..." Xiaohong struggled for a long time, but she was still going to tell Wang Xifeng about Yongzheng.

"What's wrong with Mr. Ai?" The casual tone was still the same, but it made Xiao Hong, who had finally mustered up the courage to speak up, feel a little flustered.

Judging from the master's appearance, it seems that he is not very nervous about Mr. Ai; then... Do you want to continue to tell the master about Mr. Ai?

Moreover, Xiaohong neglected a very important matter, Wang Xifeng didn't give orders all day today; asking the little maid to cook and change the medicine for Yongzheng is not a sign of justice; she already knew that Yongzheng had left.

How could Wang Xifeng fail to notice that her maid was absent-minded all morning; she was planning to continue teasing her, but at the moment when Xiaohong secretly looked at herself for the nth time, she couldn't help but speak.

"I said Xiaohong, you girl has been swaying in front of me all morning; don't you get bored and panic?" Wang Xifeng was playing with a teacup of sky-blue crabapple twigs in his hand, and said But he said casually: "Okay, just tell me if you have something to say; if you have nothing else, go...help me bring Qingling here, I haven't seen that little girl for a long time; Grandma, I still have a little weird idea." Here she is."

When talking about the eldest sister who likes to stick to her more and more recently, Wang Xifeng has a rare soft smile on her face; that expression actually makes people feel a bit of kindness.

To be honest, although Qingling is not very old, even Wang Xifeng couldn't help but be surprised by her recent performance. That little girl is actually a good seedling who is very suitable for practicing Tianmo Gong.

Wang Xifeng's reaction made Xiaohong feel more restless all morning; she also became more and more uncertain about what her master was planning.

Caring is chaotic, because she cares too much; on the contrary, Xiao Hong ignores Wang Xifeng's ability, and with Wang Xifeng's skill, she doesn't know if there are any young people in the farm.